If Hurting Me Does Not Hurt You, You Don’t Love Me. You’re Using Me.

“You’re so strong for that..”

Thanks but that’s not all I am, let me be sad, frustrated, fearful, or even God Forbid- let me be soft.

all the love you freely give, my friend.

Well?

^^^^^^

Google when I look for advice for my autism: "How to deal with Your CHILD WITH AUTISM."

Google when I look at advice for cane user stuff: "Canes for old people. What to do when you're 80 and your joints hit the shitter.

I am screaming and hitting the wall just give me advice I can actually use.

pissed off and wrote a poem

me looking at a cool red cane at walmart: no...i musn't....i have three of you already....

yall ever wake up in a cold sweat over a dream about someone you talked to a year ago?

boutta lose it

(if you know me irl you’re not allowed to question me about this im too humiliated)

Hey you, friendly reminder that using spoons on a hobby or something that brings you joy is just as important as doing those chores your brain is beating you up over. I double dip pinky promise.